Gone, But Not Forgotten
So, when I found out I was pregnant, I had lofty ideas about blogging throughout the pregnancy, not only for the entertainment of my readers (um, reader ...Hi Mom!) but for myself as well--to document this time in my life. Let's see...as you can tell from the frequency of my posting, that didn't happen.
So, I finally thought of something that I wanted to blog about and here I am...you know, like that friend who only calls or shows up when there's something in it for them? That's me! Oh, and what size shoe do you wear?
Today, I'm officially in my third trimester of pregnancy. As a result, my body is starting to develop quite a swollen appearance and I'm beginning to get a tad uncomfortable (Now With 75% MORE Waddle!). I'm also having trouble controlling bodily functions such as belching (more specifically, "vurping" {vomit burps}) and my favorite: farting while (whilst? Does that make it sound anymore demure?) walking. The other night, Kevin and I were sitting on the sofa together, snuggling. He leaned over to kiss me and I completely belched right in his face--I'm talking about a full-on, fraternity party-post-keg-stand-beer-belch. We both had to laugh, because, well, what else can you do in that situation? And I told him, "So, I guess this is why society suggests that you be married before getting pregnant? 'Cause the things that my body does these days just isn't conducive to impressing someone on a first date!".
So, I finally thought of something that I wanted to blog about and here I am...you know, like that friend who only calls or shows up when there's something in it for them? That's me! Oh, and what size shoe do you wear?
Today, I'm officially in my third trimester of pregnancy. As a result, my body is starting to develop quite a swollen appearance and I'm beginning to get a tad uncomfortable (Now With 75% MORE Waddle!). I'm also having trouble controlling bodily functions such as belching (more specifically, "vurping" {vomit burps}) and my favorite: farting while (whilst? Does that make it sound anymore demure?) walking. The other night, Kevin and I were sitting on the sofa together, snuggling. He leaned over to kiss me and I completely belched right in his face--I'm talking about a full-on, fraternity party-post-keg-stand-beer-belch. We both had to laugh, because, well, what else can you do in that situation? And I told him, "So, I guess this is why society suggests that you be married before getting pregnant? 'Cause the things that my body does these days just isn't conducive to impressing someone on a first date!".

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